The Thing of Being

Frustration is hereditary

And depression as well

Just a few moments

In the sun

Then endless

Landscapes of grey clouds

The sun sets and the night

Starless and windy

Sets in

Covers

What are we?

Where are we?

This autumn

When smoke and ashes

Covers the earth

Soon snow will cover

This land,

but the winter

Will not be like

Before

Lost

Time passes quickly

What is the best thing

To do

What if…

The sky is getting darker

Gray clouds and some rain

Then the

Evening lights

And slow thoughts as a

Vague memory

Of another life